Soldier on. 

So you soldier on with eggs fried 

like your hypnotised mind radio 

Set too freight train witness hiding 

out of sight seeing eyes.


Road friendly reminders of stations 

wagons In the sidings filled with flies

fraying bow made of horse hair of

unfinished books abound elsewhere.


You were caught up in Corsican sun

Whilst the dogs walked themselves

If perfect compasses point back 

to change a dutchmans bulb.